Chapter 194:

The heart was crushed by Fangallo twice in a row, and Su Fengxi was supposed to lie down dying, but when she heard that the other party was going to search her home, she quickly recovered her strength, then held the cane and slowly went out pull. If it were not for Hu Wenwen and Liao Fang, she ran in and checked, maybe she would break the bars of the cell and run out!
"Quickly, hold her down!" A group of policemen hurried up and pressed the skull stick down. Faced with such terrible monsters, are they afraid not to shoot? Naturally, I am afraid, but when I think of the innocent people outside, I am afraid that they have to kill the danger.
Sun Zhengqi kept cheering everyone up: "Stop it, don't let go! Director Meng said, they all depend on the lives of ordinary people for their lives. Once they let Su Fengxi go out, they don't know how many people will die ! "
After hearing this, everyone roared in unison, and actually suppressed the powerful Su Fengxi. She was like a gecko just nailed, twisting wildly against the ground, and a screaming howl in her smelly mouth. The howl attracted the police from all over the place, and even the director watched with fists in fright.
"No, her strength is growing! What's going on?" Liao Fang shouted out of breath.
"Several more people! Handcuff her hands and feet!" The director immediately ordered, so the veteran policemen standing outside the cell also swarmed up, grabbed Su Fengxi's hand, and put her two wrists together She put on a pair of handcuffs and put her feet on shackles.
"Add another pair! I'm afraid not enough!" Sun Zhengqi was sweating now. His strength is much greater than ordinary people, plus the rest of the police work together, even if the bull with crazy hair should be suppressed, but Su Fengxi has the ability to lift them around.
She is recovering, and it is fast, why?
Liao Fang was responsible for holding the cane, so Su Fengxi's face could be seen with a dip. I don't know if it was an illusion. She actually saw the fish-shaped necklace worn by the other party's neck glowing slightly, blinking like a firefly. She fixed her eyes and looked again, the light disappeared again, the pendant was still that pendant, nothing special.
In the moment when Liao Fang was stunned, Su Fengxi's strength increased a little, and he could already support his upper body slightly. Everyone shouted the trumpet together and suppressed her again. This crisis-stricken scene saw the director froze in cold sweat and had to call Van Gogh.
"Huh? Is crutches useless?" Van Gaal asked with a frown.
"It's a bit useful, but I think it will be useless soon. Her strength is getting bigger and bigger, and we can't hold back more than twenty of us."
"Okay, I'll be back as soon as possible." Van Galo hurriedly hung up.
A group of people rushed to Su Fengxi's mansion in Xifeng Mountain as quickly as possible and launched a careful search. From the appearance, she seems to be a typical urban woman, but the decoration of her home is full of strong classical flavor, the furniture is mostly mahogany, and the color is very elegant; the curtains are made of pure-colored gauze and gorgeous silk Damask; the floor is made of maroon oak, exuding a light fragrance deposited over the years, and it will creak when stepped on, instantly pulling people into a sense of nostalgia.
A phonograph placed on the carved lacquer stand turned up for no reason, but what was broadcast was not a popular song, but a babble of Beijing opera singing. This sudden sound almost didn't scare Liu Tao's soul.
"I didn't expect Su Fengxi to be so old-school." He mumbled, then inserted the gun back into the holster and continued searching.
Fangallo was pacing in this mansion full of years of sediment, not rushing to find something, but looking closely. This building is luxurious and antique in the eyes of Meng Zhong and others, but in his view it is full of ominous black gas. They are gathered together and fluttered, making every corner haunting. The breath of death.
Su Fengxi called this mansion the Liuqing Garden, but Fangalo felt that it should be named Dead Land. Anyone who has lived here for a long time will surely die in March.
Finally, he walked into the study in the dark veins and stood in front of a wall.
"I'll take a look." Song Rui, who has been following him, immediately groped around the wall and quickly found the institution.
The wall is cut open, revealing a cold room, the temperature is about minus seven or eight degrees, gurgling out of white gas, two metal shelves are arranged in the room, and on the left shelf are placed transparent glass bottles It was filled with dark red liquid, which looked very sticky and accompanied by granular impurities; on the right shelf were placed black pots, which contained a pile of white ash.
"This should be ashes. I smelled the aftertaste of protein burning." Song Rui twisted a handful of ash and smelled it.
Fangallo nodded, and Meng Zhong and others rushed into the study room and said, "Something is found, take it back immediately."
"What are these?" Meng Zhong asked while carrying.
"Go back and talk, there's no time." Van Gogh just urged.
His reaction is correct, and time is really running out, because Zhang Yang has already led a group of people into the Chengnan branch, and repetitively shot an approval on the table, ordering: "Hand over the people! "I haven't seen Su Fengxi in more than an hour, his eyes are already red, and the anxiety between the eyebrows can almost burn into a fire. This dumbfounded duo anointed the beam, but now exudes a stronger atmosphere than his grandfather.
The director asked with a stern slogan: "Why do you control the people in our police station? As far as I know, your unit seems to be just a private company?"
Zhang Yang looked at the white coat sitting beside him. The white coat immediately pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. He slowly said: "We are from the epidemic prevention department. We suspect that Su Fengxi is infected with an extremely rare virus. She must be taken back to be checked. Before we can determine whether the virus is contagious, we must isolate her. "
The director patted the table and roared: "Fuck your motherfucker! Su Fengxi is not sick at all, she is a monster!"
Zhang Yang, who always likes to rebuke strangers as monsters, now speaks angrily: "Who do you say is a monster! Su Fengxi is a person! She is an upright person! She has the power to live, she has to be healed that power!"
"Do you mean to be treated by someone else's life in exchange for her life? Don't think I don't know what this monster is all about, Director Meng has already told me all. Tell you, I will not Let it go, you have the ability to grab it! "The Secretary pushed the approval away and firmly withstood the pressure.
If Meng Zhong did not bring back a surveillance video about Xiao Yanling when he left the Ministry of Special Security, and showed it to the people around the world, everyone would not take Su Fengxi's affairs so seriously. Letting go of one of these monsters is equivalent to killing hundreds of people outside, their duties are not allowed!
Zhang Yang pulled out his waist pistol impulsively, and the director did not want to be outdone and patted the gun that was placed on the table. When the Special Security Department is the former Special Security Department, dare to challenge him!
Seeing that the scene was a bit out of control, White Coat immediately stood up and persuaded: "Don't be impulsive and calm down. Now that it's the new century, how can you believe in the legend of monsters in the Seongnam branch? I tell you, it's a disease that needs to be cured. Do you know the Ebola virus? We suspect that Su Fengxi ’s virus is very similar to Ebola and highly contagious. We must take her back for quarantine. We are also thinking about the safety of the people. "
"Take her away is the biggest irresponsibility to the masses!" The director strongly disagreed.
White lab coats are also embarrassed. They are just scientific research institutions, and no one can really do anything to the police station.
Zhang Yang gritted his teeth, turned and walked out, and came back a dozen minutes later, handing the talking phone to the director. The secretary felt tense and inexplicably uncomfortable. After answering the phone, his face became gloomy. He tried to explain, but the other side did not accept his explanation, but just ordered him to let go.
The director was confused, and threatened there: "Minister Lin, I will tell you again carefully that our police station has a good reason to suspect that Zhang Yang and Su Fengxi have a personal relationship. He did not take people away to isolate research, but It ’s for hiding or even letting it go privately. I recorded the phone call, and you let us let it go. If there is any disturbance in the society, you will be responsible! "
The popularity over there was broken, and the director snarled, and the secretary's temper was very hot, and he followed the sentence. The two froze for a few minutes, and there suddenly appeared a sentence of "dismissal and investigation", which made the Secretary shut up. He glared Zhang Yang fiercely before taking them to the cell.
Seeing Su Fengxi pressed to the ground by a dozen policemen, Zhang Yang was almost angry and pulled his gun. He rushed in quickly, flying one at a time, and even the policewoman was beaten hard by him.
The Secretary did not expect him to have such a good skill as a second-generation rich man. Is it not normal for the elite in a single to win the game? Where do ordinary people come from?
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang had put Su Fengxi in his arms and could not wait to pull the cane. However, I don't know why. Ordinary people touched the crutches with no feeling at all, and when they entered his hands, they burned like charcoal. They instantly scorched his palms and let his skin stick to the stick. At the same time, the skull's eyes turned round and round, and then looked at Zhang Yang's profile, a greedy smile burst out.
"Damn, what the is this!" Zhang Yang, who was still very powerful just now, didn't even have the strength to hold Su Fengxi. You know that Su Fengxi is just a dead bone, and the weight will never be Over fifty pounds.
"Yangyang, Yangyang, here you come!" Su Fengxi heard Zhang Yang's voice, and was suddenly full of power. He climbed up from the ground and hissed, "Go, let's go!" One step out, I was tripped by the shackles.
Zhang Yang was taken by her, and she fell to the ground involuntarily, but she quickly propped up her upper body to avoid crushing the already fragile woman. This single detail is enough to see what kind of feelings he holds for Su Fengxi. As Fangallo asserted, he exists for this person, and he loves her with his life.
"Damn it, open these handcuffs and handcuffs for me!" Zhang Yang growled loudly.
Sun Zhengqi and others looked up at the sky.
Zhang Yang's eyes were dark, and he didn't expect them to cooperate. He pulled out his gun and shot off the shackles, and then stood up with Su Fengxi, helping each other. The crutches were still engulfing their power, but it was no longer a problem. Only in the hands of Van Gaal would it possess the destructive power of destruction.
"Ordinary people can pull it out." After being suppressed by these policemen for a long time, Su Fengxi naturally felt the characteristics of crutches.
"Come on!" Zhang Yang immediately pointed out the white coat.
The white coat took the strength of nine cows and two tigers to pull out the cane, and tore off a large piece of the skin of Su Fengxi and Zhang Yang. But the two of them seemed to have no pain, and went out without even humming. Passing through the tortuous promenade, Zhang Yang also tore off a curtain, wrapped Su Fengxi tightly, and finally reached into her leg bend and hugged her horizontally.
Su Fengxi immediately hugged his neck and whispered in his ear: "Van Galo has gone to my house, let's go quickly."
"How about going to your house?" Zhang Yang looked disdainful, but his steps grew bigger and bigger. He was still afraid of Van Gogh.
"He may have discovered my secret. He gave me psychics and ate my memory." Su Fengxi's voice was like a strong wind blowing across the Gobi, and it rattled, very harsh.
But Zhang Yang still treated her as before, comforting her tenderly and patiently, "It's okay to find it, it doesn't matter. When I cure you, we will change our faces and continue our lives, not afraid."
Su Fengxi covered her face and said embarrassedly, "Yeah, I found it when I found it. It doesn't matter, I have become like this, do I still care about fame?" She smiled bitterly, and finally shrank back into Zhang Yang's arms, her voice Full of fear: "But I always have a feeling of uneasiness. Whenever I think that Van Gogh is still alive in this world, even if I change a face, I will be scared! He will recognize me, no matter what it becomes It looks like he can recognize me! Even if I fled to the end of the world, he can find me out! "
Zhang Yang bowed her head to kiss her festering eyebrows and swore: "Don't be afraid, I will kill him for you!"
Su Fengxi was relieved, and without knowing what she thought, she began to weep sadly: "Yangyang, when you said you wanted to take me away, I should have promised you. I regret it, and I really regret it now." She I want to shout to people all over the world: I am not a monster, I also have a heart. At this stage, it is greed, but why is it not forced by others? I just want to live in the war and live a peaceful life for a few days, so humble.
Zhang Yang ’s eyes were also red, and he choked: "I ’m one step behind the old monster, but today I came first. I never let you down, right?" He kissed the woman ’s eyebrow again. Affection is as turbulent as the tide.
Seen from the back, they were covered by curtains, and the two appeared to be right.
Hu Wenwen and Liao Fang were both angry and had to admire Zhang Yang. You say that Su Fengxi is so ugly, he still can't abandon it, which man in the world can do it? But one yard to one yard, before the teacher Fan came back, the two of them had to help stop them, so they could only use some tricks to release their tires.
But Zhang Yang's thoughts were so deep that he sent dozens of bodyguards to stay near the convoy, which was almost impossible to start.
At the other end, Van Gaal was sitting in a galloping car, pouring a bottle of dark red liquid into a clay pot. As soon as he opened the stopper, Meng Zhong threw up his nose and vomited, because the dark red liquid was too bad to smell, and its power was comparable to biological weapons!
"This is the smell after blood corruption and fermentation." Song Rui affirmed.
"Well, this is the juice squeezed from the baby's flesh and blood." Van Gogh spoke a terrifying word in a calm tone.
"What?" Meng Zhong shouted.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Liu Tao almost drove the car into the road. This is too scary!
"They are not ordinary babies, they are the flesh and blood of Su Fengxi. In her memory, I saw the pictures she produced, one after another, continuously. These ashes and blood are those children who stay in the world. The remnants of "." Van Gaal mixed blood and ashes, wrapped and melted with a magnetic field.
Meng Zhong and others were stunned, but Song Rui said slowly: "Eighty-one glass bottles correspond to eighty-one clay pots, which means that Su Fengxi has had eighty-one children? She took their flesh and bones. Dealt with separately. "
"Yes, and all in the near future." Fangallo nodded and whispered.
Liu Tao stepped on the accelerator and drove the car out. Damn, he has just been reconstructed not long after the Sanguan was subverted by the teacher Vatican! Eighty-one children have been born for several months, how is this possible!